Golf balls and rainbows.

The bluest skies ever with the whitest cotton puff clouds along with an occasional rainbow is what we moved to in 1972. And certainly, away from the smoky gray L A basin. So, we winged away to what some travelers call paradise. Honolulu is where we flew away to. Far away about 2500 miles fromContinue reading “Golf balls and rainbows.”

Remember Pearl Harbor.

December 7 1972, we were living in Honolulu, Hawaii. Wife and I lived in a townhouse overlooking Pearl Country Club golf course. Our town house was just a few yards up from the eleventh tee. This incredible postcard landscape scene sloped down to a wide panorama of velvet green grass and palm trees. Which thenContinue reading “Remember Pearl Harbor.”